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I escape, or I die trying!

(REVS ENGINE)

How'd you like that, girl, eh?

MIKE: OK. Let's go.

What's a motorbike doing on an oval, anyway?

Donuts, burnouts. General hooning around.

General idiot.

'Morning. 'Morning.

WOMAN: (YELLS) Hello! Hello!

(THUMPS HEAVILY) Hello!

Hey, careful. Please, it won't stop bleeding.

Stop hitting it. Hold on... It's not going to stop bleeding!

I need your help.

(SIREN WAILS)

The bike collected them. They're not good.

What happened?

Me and my mate Todd were practicing a stunt.

Right. We're professional stuntmen.

I don't know what, but something went wrong.

You don't say.

He hasn't said a word, but I think he's hurt his belly.

Hi. My name's Mike. I'm a doctor.

How are you feeling? Do you know where you are?

Just going to shine a light in your eyes.

I'm Helena Brown. Steve Taylor.

How do you know these guys?

I'm with the film company. I was shooting the rehearsal.

I didn't realise I'd actually be in the stunt.

Alright. I just want to lie you down flat. Jo?

Yeah. Easy.

Ahh!

I'm so sorry about all this.

You two will need to be looked at as well.

It's all my fault. I clipped his wheel.

Just stay still for me.

Treat the others. I'm fine.

Go easy on him. He's shy around women.

I suppose you're fine too?

Money bag cushioned my fall.

Not enough to stop you from getting a burn.

I'll take a look at you in a minute. I feel so terrible about all this.

Just look at me.

My name's Jo, by the way.

Declan.

It's stopped.

Almost.

Clotting starts pretty quickly. Your body looks after you.

There was just so much blood.

I thought I was going to bleed to death.

Sorry about the dramatics.

Oh, please - we get Oscar-winning performances in here,

and yours doesn't even get a nomination.

Can you clean the wound with normal saline

and dress it with a temporary dressing?

Sure.

Miss Leine... Elyse.

Elyse, we need to do an X-ray to see if there's any major damage.

If not, we can stitch it up here. And if there is?

A surgeon will patch you up in theatre.

And I'll be asleep?

You'll be anaesthetised, yes.

Is that a problem?

No. No, sleep is good.

Why?

I'm just... I'm a little bit squeamish.

We don't use general anaesthetics unless we absolutely have to.

Of course. Sorry. I'm saying stupid things. I'm a bit shaken up.

How did it happen?

I was just... I was cutting up some meat, some, um... roast beef,

and it was really tough and the fork slipped.

Roast beef, first thing in the morning?

Is this going to take long?

You got somewhere you need to be?

Just home.

It's better at home.

Wait. Wait.

Where's Muffy? Sorry?

My dog. Is she alright?

Uh...

No sign of a dog. She must have run away.

No. She'll come back. I have to wait.

Victor, you may have internal injuries.

We need to get you to hospital.

Please.

I'll be here. I'll look out for her.

You're a good boy. Thank you.

They'll replace that with a permanent dressing at the hospital.

Thanks.

MRU-4 to Operations. WOMAN: (ON RADIO) Go ahead, MRU-4.

We need transport for a second casualty. Over.

Copy that. It's on its way.

Are you done? Yeah. Go.

I haven't finished with you yet.

I've been in enough accidents to know when I'm injured. I'm not.

Let me be the judge of that, OK?

Leave it. I'm fine.

Can't force him. Yeah, I know.

How are you feeling?

A bit sore.

Looks like just a minor soft tissue injury.

You should go home and rest. Put an ice pack on it.

Maybe I should come with you to the hospital,

uh, just to be on the safe side.

Let me have another look.

Shouldn't be too much longer.

I'm so sorry! It's OK.

I'm so sorry. It's OK. I gave you a fright.

You're not in trouble. OK?

Things get knocked over all the time in here.

Doctor West will be back in a moment.

Just relax, OK?

We can stitch her up here. Can you give her a tetanus booster?

Sure. Hey, she just knocked over a tray.

So? You should have seen her reaction.

She was scared. Not embarrassed - scared.

It's like she's used to getting in trouble for every little thing.

So what are you thinking?

Well, I don't believe the roast beef story. Do you?

If somebody did stab her with a fork, who?

I already checked. She marked herself single on her admission form.

It doesn't mean she lives alone.

It could be a family member.

She had little scratches on her neck. You see that?

There's someone in her life making it hell.

MEDIC: Victor McGregor. Pedestrian versus motorbike.

Suspected abdominal bleed.

Upper left quadrant pain on palpation.

His vital signs are stable.

Alright. Mr McGregor, can I get you to shuffle onto that bed for me?

Let's get a full trauma series and bloods plus urinalysis.

Yep, it's the way. Ahhhh!

Put a second cannula in when you're ready.

How many more to come?

Partial thickness burn, needs dressing, and maybe one other.

I'll give Steve a call. Doctor.

Do you think you could check on Muffy?

Uh, it's his dog. It ran away.

She. She's a 'she'.

Called Muffy. You don't say.

Wait, wait.

Could you describe her so they know who they're looking for?

She's a Jack Russell.

Sure.

Mr McGregor, you have some fluid around your lungs.

I'd like to do a CT scan to get a better idea of what's going on.

Oh, hey, it'll be OK.

What if she doesn't return to the oval?

The dog?

What if she got such a fright she just keeps running and running?

I'm sure she's probably at home by now.

Is there someone there we can call?

No. It's just Muffy and me.

What about your neighbours?

We don't know them.

Gabrielle, could you please call the local pounds

while Mr McGregor's in X-ray, please?

Sure.

Might have some good news by the time you get out.

You're a good girl.

Good girl.

Why don't you wait in my office?

Morning, Frank.

Or is that afternoon? I'm not in the mood, Beaumont.

For your information, Katerina will be doing admin work for me today.

We could really use a hand in Resus. You'll have to find someone else.

We're expecting more casualties from a motorcycle accident.

I know you'll do your very best.

I am so sorry, Adam.

Katerina. For what?

I didn't help you.

Sorry? You were stabbed and I did nothing.

What are you talking about? I left him and I ran away.

I'm so sorry.

Are you saying you were there?

I found him, yes, but I left.

Why didn't you do anything? She wasn't well, OK?

Just forget it. I don't believe this!

Frank, she owes us an explanation. She owes you nothing.

I can't discuss it, I'm sorry. Just leave it.

Did you know she was there?

No. Funnily enough, I was too busy bleeding.

She's damn lucky I didn't set eyes on her.

Unbelievable!

What was that about?

No idea, but he's obviously covering for her.

"Not well" - when is that an excuse for not getting help?

Can we get this out of me so I can get on with my life?

Why is he protecting her? I don't know, Von.

He's not telling me anything. I'm sure Frank's got a good reason.

For someone left for dead, aren't you trusting?

Have we ever had a reason not to trust Frank?

You're normal.

Bet you don't hear that very often.

Good. Then this chest drain can come out.

Do you mind if I get an X-ray to confirm that?

You're the doctor. You got that right.

Now in you get.

I can walk. You're a patient.

You know the rules. You don't walk. Get in the chair.

Adam, your mother's on the phone. Tell her I'm not here.

Sorry, I've already said you are.

Well, make something up.

I'm not talking to her.

I'll take it.

(BEEP! BEEP!)

It seemed fine, apart from the damage when they hit the ground.

Then why did it happen?

Just one of those things, mate.

What if somebody presses charges? I bloody would.

Anything else you want to worry about?

Global warming? Britney Spears?

Todd, you're up.

Stop blaming yourself.

The investigators will take the easy option

and write it off as your fault.

I clipped your wheel. Of course it's my fault.

He's got a partial thickness burn that needs review.

He wouldn't let Steve examine him.

I reckon some X-rays would be good too.

OK. Come on.

See you back at your place. Get off me, you Wally.

Fine, then. Stay in the closet.

And leave the nurses alone. What was that? I didn't hear.

Alright. Sit down.

We're going to need another one for Helena.

Really?

She seems to be in a fair bit of pain.

There's nothing wrong with her, apart from some bruising.

And a serious case of digging the Steve-meister.

What's wrong with that? Nothing.

Maybe she should go to hospital.

There's obvious something wrong with her eyesight.

Very funny.

Hi. Hi.

Come on. On the trolley, thanks.

Why do I have to lie down for a burn on my arm?

It's for your own safety.

Are you OK?

(TENSE MUSIC) Todd.

I can't move.

Jesus!

I can't move.

If you're a bit squeamish, why don't you just look at Amy for a second?

Your boyfriend got a bit of an appetite, does he?

What?

Is that who you were cooking the roast for?

I don't have a boyfriend. Oh.

Cooking for the family, then, hey?

No. No, I live alone.

Alright. We're all done. Great.

Do I go out the way I came in? Er, hang on.

We're not finished yet.

I want to talk about these scratches.

They look like fingernails. I was... I was just itchy.

You did it yourself? Please - let's not do this.

If there's something going on in your...

Please! Oh!

I'm so sorry! It wasn't me.

It wasn't me.

Give him a high-flow oxygen. Keep an eye on his airway.

Watch out for hyperventilation.

Sure.

You'll need c-spine X-rays, lateral and AP.

Catheter and methylpred.

What about the burn?

It's not a priority. Keep it moist. We'll re-dress it later.

I want a full set of bloods. This could just be temporary.

I can't feel the burn.

Can you feel that?

No. Oh, God! Or my legs. I'm a quad.

Let's just wait and see what the X-rays tell us.

It could just be spinal shock.

I've had spinal shock. This feels different.

What happened?

He hit his head out in the ambo bay. But it didn't seem that hard.

Try to stay calm. Frank.

What the hell's going on? You bloody well tell me.

He arrives here without a spine board or a hard collar.

Last time I saw him, he was walking around.

He must have had a hairline fracture of the vertebra.

One small bump completed the break.

The guy wouldn't let Steve do a full assessment.

He should have tried harder. It's not that easy.

Isn't it? Taylor should know better.

Sorry about all this fuss. It's alright.

Change of pace is like a holiday.

Usually we're hanging off cliffs or leaping out of choppers.

Sounds scary. Not if you know what you're doing.

Don't forget the time you freed the guy with his wang stuck in a bench.

Long story.

See you at the hospital.

Great. Thanks so much for all your help.

Not a problem.

It looks safe enough.

Mmm. 'Safe' is a word that springs to mind.

Admit it - you'd give anything to do this jump.

Really?

STEVE: You want a hand loading the bikes on the trailer?

Yeah. Thanks.

It's typical - she gets pushed around in life,

then takes it out on someone who's not allowed to fight back.

I'm fine. You could report her, you know?

Look what happened to Adam.

She didn't mean it. She was mortified.

That doesn't make it right.

I'm not saying it's right. I'm saying it's curious.

She was more surprised than we were.

Like it was an involuntary reflex.

Like a form of Tourette's?

I don't think so.

A tumour or something? Maybe.

Poor thing.

Yeah. Not her. You.

See? Nothing's broken.

Just as well.

So what's the plan?

We keep digging till we find something.

Told you. I've been looking for those scans.

The tube can come out.

Did I ask you for a second opinion?

We can set up for a chest drain removal.

Good. Where have you been?

I've been making some calls.

Will he be home in time for lunch?

After the post-removal X-ray, yeah.

Good. Good.

'Cause your mother's dropping round.

What?!

Why did you agree to that?

If you're not happy, you should've taken the call.

It makes no difference to me. You invited her, you can entertain her.

What are you doing? I'm getting out of here.

You still have to have your tetanus shot.

How can you come near me after what I did?

There's no hard feelings. Like you said, it wasn't you.

And you believe me? Yeah.

I... I don't understand but I do believe you.

Why are you doing everything with your right hand

when it's obviously very painful?

You've certainly got strength and movement with your left.

You guys are gonna think I'm crazy. We just wanna help, Elyse.

It's not mine.

Pardon?

That.

It's not mine.

It does what it wants and I can't control it.

Hey, hey... Hey. You're hurting yourself.

Pushes people over and knocks things off shelves.

I never know when it's gonna happen.

There's no warning. There's no pattern.

And I'm afraid to be alone with it.

At night it tries to strangle me

and this morning it stabbed me with a fork.

(QUAVERS) It's trying to kill me.

Something's wrong.

Look, you've got we call an encapsulated bleed in your spleen.

Now, normally we would monitor you for a few days

and hope that it repairs itself...

..but firstly I'd like to order another scan

because there's a shadow here I'd like to take a closer look at.

Something's wrong. I can feel it.

It's just precautionary at this stage.

Could you try calling the pound again?

They'll call us if they find it.

If she hasn't run home, she's dead.

Oh, look, she's probably given herself quite a scare

and she's found somewhere safe to calm down.

Yeah.

Can we concentrate on you now?

How've you been feeling lately?

OK.

No weight loss, itchy skin or fatigue?

The bike clipped her.

She's dead...

(CRIES) ..or dying somewhere alone.

My poor baby.

Shh.

Mr McGregor, it's really important that you try and stay calm.

I'm gonna take you to Radiology now and get this scan.

I'm not leaving this room until I know about Muffy.

Let me see what I can find out.

(SIGHS)

What is it with city folk and their dogs?

You must love them. They round up sheep. What's to love?

It's really important that they find it 'cause I need this CT scan.

Is there a problem? Possibly.

All Saints to MRU.

Steve here. Go ahead.

Thanks for your help. No worries.

I had no idea paramedics were so versatile.

Oh, I'm a girl of many talents.

Are you flirting with me?

No. God, no.

Charlotte wants us to look for the dog.

Why?

Apparently the owner's refusing treatment until he gets word.

I'll do it. Thanks, man.

It's called Muffy.

Have fun calling that out.

I'll find the dog then head in to see Todd.

If I'm lucky I might see you there too.

I doubt it. On a different floor.

Oh. See ya.

Bye. Thanks again for your help. No worries.

You should help him have a look. Why?

You're a rescue paramedic. Go rescue.

It's a dog, Steve. With a human being depending on it.

Excuse me! Hey!

You just wanna ditch me so you can go and see

your lady friend at the hospital.

Believe whatever you want.

If you reckon you can look that dog's owner in the eye

and swear you did everything you could...

Alright! Fine! I'll go and I'll look for the bloody dog.

Oh, and by the way,

I reckon that guy's got a serious case of digging the Jo-meister.

I hate you.

That all seems within the normal range.

Doctor Taylor said I should come in.

Right. He's been... really wonderful.

Well, as I said, it just seems to be some soft tissue damage

we're just waiting on a doctor to confirm.

You're really very lucky. I know.

Oh, there you are.

How you feeling? A bit silly.

Oh, there's no need.

Here you go.

Normally Dr Taylor's leaping off cliffs,

but today he's just got boring old me.

I'm sure he'll cope just fine.

Good luck with everything. Oh. You're not... leaving me?

'Fraid so.

Other damsels in distress, I suppose.

Something like that.

I'm just gonna get a doctor to check you out.

I'll come with you. Thanks.

Steve didn't waste any time. He's certainly wasting ours.

What part of 'emergency' doesn't he understand?

(KNOCKING)

It's your idea.

VON: Come in. It's open.

Oh. What's all this?

Um, I thought I'd make magpie.

Sounds interesting.

It's actually meat pie.

That was Adam's name for it when he was a kid.

We'd make it together every year for his birthday.

And each time you'd add a new ingredient.

So what's it gonna be today?

It's not my birthday. I'll leave you ladies to it, eh?

Actually, I'm leaving. What?

I have to get to the hospital. You're off duty.

Oh, that paperwork keeps piling up and up.

Bye-bye. See ya.

Well, um...

Let's cook.

It'll be fun.

I'm not a kid anymore.

BART: How long's this been going on?

Nearly a year.

You've got absolutely no control over it?

None.

If I asked you to touch your nose with your left hand, you couldn't?

No unless it wanted to.

Look. It's like it's sulking.

What if it punishes me later?

I doubt it's intentionally malevolent.

10 months ago it tried to grab the steering wheel

and run me off the road.

I think 'malevolent' fits the bill.

Is there anything that happened before it started acting like this?

A knock on the head...? No. Nothing like that. But...

Go on.

When I was younger my mum used to say

that I would get punished for running around with boys.

What if she was right? What if I'm being taught a lesson.

I doubt it.

I'm possessed.

You're not possessed.

Can you help me? We're gonna do our best.

She had brain surgery here a year ago.

What for? To control severe epilepsy.

She didn't mention that.

Maybe she thought it wasn't relevant.

Operations a success, seizures stopped...

Then the arm started acting up months later.

Can't be a coincidence. I'm gonna talk to the surgeon.

Hey.

Frank, what do you see?

Splenomegaly with a shadow behind it.

I'd get another scan with contrast and closer cuts.

Yeah. I'm trying but the patient's being uncooperative.

What do you want me to do about it?

Nothing. You've obviously got other things on your mind.

Walk with me.

What the hell's going on, Frank.

Oh, here we go.

Given everything that's happened, what is she still doing here?

Look, I've made my decision so cut the crap and just accept it.

If you want me to give you the benefit of the doubt,

you're gonna have to give me something.

Keep your hair on. I'm not letting her near any other patients.

What about the staff?!

They were affected and they care about Adam.

You're 2IC. Make them unaffected.

Knowing that she just left him there for dead?

Look...

..I know it's not fair but, honestly, I can't go into it.

Why are you putting her before your own staff?

Don't be ridiculous. I'm just trying to serve everybody's best interests.

I'm getting back to my patient.

(MONITOR BEEPS STEADILY)

Mr McGregor, we would like to get you to Radiology.

Have they found my dog?

Not yet. Then I'm not going.

In time they'll find her

but I'd really like to take a look at this shadow now.

Because it's cancer.

No, I'm not saying that.

I hope it is.

Hey!

Muffy's dead.

And you probably know that

but you're not telling me so I'll cooperate.

No, we wouldn't lie to you.

I'm sorry.

And I'm sorry for being difficult.

But if she's gone...

..having cancer is a blessing.

Mr McGregor, I am sure you love your dog very, very much

but you must have other things besides your pet to live for.

What? Tell me what I have.

Well, everybody has something.

Go on.

Friends, family, work mates, life in general.

My wife died last year

and we could never have children so...

..Muffy's my family.

And no-one could have a better friend.

That 'pet'...

..is my life.

It sounds like your dog can't live without you either.

No.

(CHUCKLES) No, she could not.

So, won't you look after yourself for her sake?

I'll give you a minute to think about it.

Look at those eyes.

Smart as a whip, she is.

We took that last Christmas.

I'm ready to have that scan now, please.

Good man.

Here, girl. Muffy! Come on!

You might want to tone it down a bit, eh?

No offence. You just sound a bit scary.

Great!

I put her owner in hospital then scare his dog to death.

Stop beating yourself up.

It doesn't achieve anything and it's boring.

OK.

You're not used to having a woman tell you what to do, are you?

No.

Lucky you didn't accept my help. The world might have ended.

Let's just look for the dog, hey?

You don't, do you? Accept anything from anyone.

(SCOFFS) Oh, really, Oprah?

(CHUCKLES) And that suits you just fine

'cause every time someone does get close to you just...

Muffy? Muffy!

..create a diversion.

You're so off the mark.

Have you got a boyfriend? No. Have you?

I'm waiting to meet my match.

Whoops!

So, this is what you added last birthday? (CHUCKLES)

Do you remember? It was years ago.

Oh, just try! Come on!

I'm sorry. I'm not Von!

Careful.

SHE was there for me when I was going under.

And I'm grateful, I am!

But why does that mean I get credit for nothing?

I raised you on my own.

Until I was five.

Then you shacked up with that arsehole

and stood by while he beat the crap out of me.

I didn't stand by.

Yes, you did.

You let DoCS take your daughter and put her into foster care.

You let your son leave home with nowhere to go.

You chose that animal over your own kids.

You don't understand what it was like...

I'm not gonna listen to you play the victim.

I'm going to have a shower. You can let yourself out.

MIKE: Steve.

It's about your patient.

I know she's not a priority. I just thought maybe...

No, I'm talking about Todd Walton. The stuntman.

What about him?

He sustained a spinal cord injury in the accident.

Hit his head on the ambulance. That completed it.

What level?

No movement. Nothing below C5.

You're going to have to write a report

explaining exactly how and why you missed it.

I want to see him.

I'm sorry, mate.

I should have examined you further.

It's not your fault.

I told you to piss off.

It's my job.

I should have insisted.

My number came up. That's all.

I just didn't realise it would be this soon.

You think you do everything right and then...

..bang.

I don't even know what happened.

Does your mate know?

No. I don't want him to.

He's really gonna want to be here for you.

I can't.

Not yet.

Not till I get my head around it.

I told you to leave.

It's my turn to talk. You don't get a turn.

Adam... You didn't give a shit then.

So you don't get to now.

I did the night I killed him.

And why was that?

'Cause you were in the firing line for once.

He was coming after you

so I stopped him.

What do you mean?

Well, I couldn't stop thinking about where you were and if you were OK...

..and, um, it drove him nuts.

He rang around all the shelters and found out where you were

and he said he was...

..gonna skin you alive.

You killed him to protect me?

(GRUNTS)

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want you to blame yourself for me being in jail.

So why tell me now?

Feels like the right time.

Don't forget to take the pie out of the oven.

(SNIFFLES) Um...

..I didn't add anything new.

(GROANS) Oh, God!

You'd think after all the years I've worked here

they'd know how I have my coffee.

Oh, thank you. How's the filing going?

What's this? My resignation.

(SCOFFS)

There you go - filed. Frank!

You are not walking away from a brilliant career.

Not on my watch, anyway.

Hiding in your office isn't a career.

Come on. Wait for the dust to settle. They'll calm down.

No, they won't! And I wouldn't either.

What I did was...

..appalling.

Katerina, you've seen horrors that they would struggle to imagine,

let alone understand.

And you've made an enormous leap of faith by opening up to me.

Frank! No!

It would be irresponsible of me to let you walk away now,

with no support and no counselling.

You had to relocate countries. You had to start again from scratch.

You've come this far. For God's sake, don't back out now.

Alright.

Alright.

Does a copy of this go to Admin?

Oh, probably.

Bloody Admin.

Next one.

Oh! See? I'm a freak!

You're not.

Here.

(SIGHS) It's soft, but... I don't know.

Try your right.

It won't let me. Here, let me try it.

Oh! Come on. Let it go.

Come on.

(SIGHS)

Sshh!

It's, um... it's a fabric. It's a bandage?

Good. This can come off now.

So what's the verdict?

I think you've got a rare condition where your conscious brain

no longer communicates with your less-dominant hand.

Why?

It often stems from trauma to the brain.

In your case, the surgery you had to control your epilepsy

most likely triggered it.

How?

The left and right hemispheres of the brain

are separated during the procedure.

Usually the brain finds a way to restore normal functions.

But sometimes, the signal gets lost.

I don't believe you. It's like you're making it up.

I'm not. There are documented cases.

Unfortunately, it's got a rather ridiculous name.

Alien hand syndrome.

Not very subtle, is it?

No, but that's exactly what it's like.

It's like an alien.

So if it's got a name, other people have had this before me?

It's very rare but you are not alone.

Everything you're saying makes sense.

Elyse, there's no cure as such,

but control can be regained to a certain extent.

Look how quiet it is.

It's like it knows I've won.

Maybe it's distracted by the fabric.

No.

Something's different. I can tell.

(LAUGHS)

Muffy? Here, girl!

(LAUGHS) What?

You're the one who said tone it down.

Oh, defensive! Must be getting under your skin.

You've got lots of brothers and sisters, haven't you?

There's five of us. Why?

How else could you become such a brilliant stirrer?

Oh, I used to be worse.

Till my mum died. I had to grow up pretty quickly.

Now I feel bad for the character analysis.

Good.

Yeah, you're not far off.

The responsibility probably did turn me into a hard bitch.

I never said that. I said you're too scared to lean on people.

Why is independence such an issue for a woman,

but not for a guy?

Ooh, defensive. Must be getting under your skin.

(GRUNTS)

Come on. Live dangerously.

(DOG WHINES)

It's OK, girl. We got you.

(WHINES)

Come on! Come here.

Come on. Oh, yes!

Hey.

Good girl. OK. Hello. Oh, Muffy!

And there.

Hi! Hi.

I was hoping I'd see you before I left. I thought you'd abandoned me.

Can you sign here? Please?

I was wondering if I could, er...

..buy you a drink after work to say thanks.

Excuse me.

Sounds great but... I can't. I'm sorry.

Or one night this week? We could see a movie on Saturday or something?

You're so lovely. I'm really flattered.

Oh, er...

It's OK. I understand.

No, to be honest, I've really enjoyed the attention.

It's just now's not a good time for me.

Well, if you change your mind, my number's in a file somewhere.

(LAUGHS) OK.

Er, thanks so much for everything.

Steve.

Are you OK?

I allowed myself to get a bit distracted today.

Not my... finest hour but not your problem.

Well, wait.

I don't want things to be weird between us.

Neither do I.

So... we're OK.

Good.

(LAUGHS) My girl, my girl.

She's fine. Lost a toenail, that's all.

Oh, poor baby.

Thank you both so much.

Who's a gorgeous girl, eh?

Muffy, I presume? (LAUGHS)

She is a cutie.

Do you mind if we have some privacy?

No, no, no, please, let them stay.

They saved a life.

Yes, they did. (MURMURS)

Mr McGregor, the CT scan reveals you do have a tumour in your spleen.

So it is cancer?

The images seem to confirm that, yes.

But there's a big chance it hasn't spread. We caught it very early.

If it weren't for the accident,

this would've gone unnoticed until you were symptomatic.

Well, thank goodness for wayward motorbikes, eh? (CHUCKLES)

Now, the best treatment is to surgically remove it.

My spleen?

Which means that you'll need to spend at least a week in hospital.

But... Muffy!

I'll look after her. Least I can do.

You're a good boy.

Yes, you are. He's a good boy, isn't he?

Now, don't you get jealous. You're a good girl too, aren't you?

(CHUCKLES)

What's up? It's Todd.

Oh, don't tell me - he's latched onto a cute nurse. (LAUGHS)

There's no hope.

Yeah, there is. They're coming up with new stuff all the time.

We're gonna do all the rehab, physio, whatever treatment's on offer.

Even experimental.

We'll get through this, mate. We're in this together.

I won't take up much of your time. I know you're busy.

How was lunch? It didn't go well.

Well, you tried. Yeah, I'm not giving up.

But I need your help.

Debra, what more can I do?

I arranged the meeting. You've got to respect his wishes.

At least give him more time.

Sometimes you are like a bull at a gate.

I don't have time.

That's my oncologist's report.

Cancer. It's terminal.

I want to make peace with my son before I die.

But as long as you're in his life, he'll never need me.

Here.

I'm going to get you to see specialists

who are going to help you manage the hand.

But in the mean time, you can keep it occupied, like with the bandage.

At least no-one thinks you're crazy.

(LAUGHS SOFTLY)

I'm going to organise a list of referrals

and draw up your discharge papers.

OK. OK.

Thanks.

(DOOR OPENS)

It's alright. It's only me.

Your confession has spawned a lot of questions.

You're not telling them about me? About my past?

Of course not. That's your business.

It's also not fair on the staff

for me to have to constantly shut them down so...

..you're gonna have to take action on these issues of yours.

I don't have issues anymore.

You've got severe post-traumatic stress disorder.

You need professional help.

I told you - I'm never discussing it again.

I know a very good psychiatrist. Frank!

He specialises in this sort of thing.

And we can trust him. He's very discreet.

With murder?

Everything will be confidential.

I don't need it. Why?

Because I have you.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Something smells good.

It's magpie.

Looks like it went down well.

Yeah, I tried to resist, but it got the better of me.

For the addition this time, I smeared on some chutney.

You want to try it? No, thanks.

Come on. You'll love it.

I said no.

Rough day, huh?

Ooh, yeah.

And it doesn't help coming home with you under my feet.

What?

I need my space.

You're asking me to leave.

Well, this arrangement was never meant to be permanent.

And as soon as you're better, yes, I think you should get your own place.

It's a nice place.

Thanks.

You sit down. I'll feed her.

No. I want to get back to Todd.

I'll just have a quick shower and then...

Todd's exhausted. He'll be asleep.

Yeah, what if he wakes up?

Well, if he wakes up, the staff are going to call us.

You're 10 minutes away.

Muffy!

You have got to recharge, otherwise you're gonna drop.

I bet you haven't eaten anything all day.

(DECLAN SIGHS)

I'm gonna order you a pizza. Is that OK?

Are you gonna have some?

No. I don't want to keep you up.

I won't sleep.

And you haven't eaten either.

Declan...

You're the best thing that's happened to me today.

I don't want it to end.

Neither do I.